Vol 2 Chapter 305: On Saint
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My Senior Brother is Too Steady
- Go back to business
- 2737 characters
- 2021-03-02 10:47:55
It was the autumn of Nanzhou, and it met at the coast of the South China Sea.
The only disciples of the saints who were taught by the people, the first human races hand-pulled out by the mother of Nuwa, Honghuang has the oldest qualifications of pure Yang, the brother of the three Taoist masters-Master Xuandu, and met with people to teach dark chess-Wenjing Taoist .
In this meeting with no historical significance, Master Xuandu made a deep impression on Wenjing Taoist with his gentle smile and strong affinity.
The scene was warm and full of birds and flowers.
As witnesses and matchmakers of this matter, the Nanhai Poseidon, the Little Master of the People's Education, the Little Disciples of the People's Education Duxianmen, and the Master of the People's Education Saints are the most satisfied magicians, and Li Tianting is the Alternator of the Moon and the Little Acacia. ·longevity……
Really pinched the sweat.
Drooling at the teacher!
Why do you want to steam the stewed pork?
Fortunately, Li Changshou was playing round the field with a smile, and wrote the "Master I am your fan" on the face of Wen Jing Taoist, and it became "This is a special way to express respect to the fierce mosquitoes."
Otherwise, the master shot up the blood mosquito, Li Changshou can understand.
In order to prevent Wenjing Taoists from getting into trouble, Li Changshou directly cut into the theme and said:
"Wen Jing, I called you this time because of Jin Chanzi.
Before this, on the West Sea, Jin Chanzi hurt me incarnate, fierce arrogance, arrogant arrogance.
Today, I invited my teachers to find this golden cicada! "
Fortunately, when it comes to business, Wenjing Taoist people seem to be normal...
Some are not normal.
She showed her integrity and said, "But do you need to take action?"
Li Changshou: ...
It used to be a slave family, but now it claims to be a subordinate.
Hey, fickle woman.
"No," Li Changshou said, "you have more important things to do there, hide your body, and wait for the opportunity.
You will have all your knowledge of Jin Chan, and I have a lot of control. "
"Yes," Wen Jing Taoist agreed, and began to walk around in front of the teacher.
She raised her chest, revealed her figure, and deliberately whispered a few times, revealing her mature and intellectual side. Every movement, every expression, every eyes, was carefully considered.
But always let Li Changshou have a kind of... Li Mochou's sense of being a little dragon girl.
In a few moments, she gently opened her lips and said softly, "According to the views of her subordinates..."
Li Changshou and the teacher couldn't help listening.
"Ok……"
Wenjing Taoist winked at Li Changshou and asked: "Are you going to deal with the six-winged golden cicada, Master Poseidon?"
Li Changshou slipped and almost lay on the ground.
"Yes, hurry!" Li Changshou gritted his teeth.
The Wenjing Taoist blinked and paced again, pondering a little, and finally made two words that would not make mistakes:
"It's hard."
The inner hall of the Temple of Poseidon was quiet for a few moments, and Shi and Li Changshou's foreheads were covered with black lines.
Wenjing Taoist turned sideways, closed his eyes and closed his lips, wishing to punch her two punches.
Where is the wisdom and slyness on weekdays!
When it's time to play, you can't squeeze a bit!
"It makes a lot of sense," Li Changshou smiled. "That Wenjing, you know where Jin Chanzi Dong Man is, what are the weaknesses?"
Wen Jing quickly remedied, saying:
"Jin Chanzi Cave House should be near Lingshan, and his subordinates did not intersect him deeply, and had never visited it.
Weaknesses are hard to find.
Innate spirits like Hong Kong and I, like me and him, can survive so many disasters and live to this day. They are all a kind of life-saving means, and such means will not appear in front of people.
However, his subordinates just calculated him, and after the master of the sea let his subordinates respond to him, he secretly captured him two strands of primordial gods.
In order to make him less suspicious, a ray of Yuanshen was destroyed in front of him, so that he would be hurt more and less, and it would not cause confusion to adults.
Here... there is a wisp. "
Wenjing Daoren's catkins shook gently, a plume of blood lingered at his fingertips, and condensed into a tiny blood cicada.
Li Changshou cast an admiring glance at Wenjing Taoists and smiled: "If you do things, you can really make me... and the teacher at ease."
On the side, the teacher nodded with a smile.
Although there is always a urge to vomit, "Your hands are so dirty," he just needs to keep smiling.
Li Changshou shook the dust, and the blood cicada floated to the teacher.
"Master, is this thing useful?"
"It's not very useful," the teacher smiled. "It's not difficult to know where he is, it's better to stay in Wenjing."
"Yes," Li Changshou responded respectfully, returning the blood cicada to...
Uh, what about mosquitoes?
Looking at the lingering image left in place, Li Changshou raised several question marks above his head.
The teacher lifted his chin to the outside of the hall, Li Changshou turned his head to look, but he saw Wenjing Taoist ran outside the door again, and looked over to look here, the whole person was inexplicably... rippling.
Could it be that the teacher called my name like this?
Li Changshou sighed: "Come here to discuss the business, why do you always run out?"
"Om~"
"speak."
"Bula Bula Bula~"
Li Changshou silently figured out a scroll in his sleeve and threw it out directly, scolding:
"Calm down."
The teacher could not help wondering: "What is that?"
Li Changshou smiled and said: "That's a little painting of a disciple. Try to get her back to normal."
"Oh?"
Shi suddenly came...
"Master, this is not for fun," Li Changshou quickly blocked the teacher's words.
There were a few rumbling noises outside the door, but the picture was torn into pieces by Wenjing Taoists.
In a few moments, Wenjing Dao Ren floated back. Although there were still some pretending to be delicate flowers and did not dare to look directly at the teacher, normal communication was no problem.
So, so, so, so.
The Taoist Taoist Wen informed all the things he knew about Jin Chanzi.
Li Changshou also made minor adjustments to the combat plan based on these messages.
The Wenjing Taoist people stayed here for an hour before they reluctantly left. Before leaving, he also made a more eloquence to Li Changshou.
Although there is a teacher here today, which has attracted all the attention of the Wenjing Taoist, before he left, he still noticed a ray of unusualness.
The blood of Lord Poseidon seems to be the most concentrated and pure...
real body?
Wen Jing Dao's heart moved, and then he wanted to understand something.
Without the teacher, the true body of Poseidon will never show up...
‘Probably, this is what people teach. ’
With a sigh, the Wenjing Taoist left the South Island Chapel silently and retired to the place where his incarnation went.
If she expects to be good, there will be a good show next.
Even, it may alarm the Western saints.
She also said just now that Zeng Yin listened to the discussion of several saints and deputies in the West, and said that this golden cicada is closely related to the Western Daxing.
How to get rid of heels?
it's actually really easy.
Before the ancient wilderness was smashed by the dragon and the phoenix, there was no nickname for the fierce beast. It was not until the early days of the ancients that there was a division of the innate creatures that survived.
Those with strength, background, magic weapon, and extensive network are still called innate spirits.
Those with strength, no background, lack of magic weapon, orphan personality, and confusion of karma are called "Hongmeng beasts", abandoned by Heavenly Dao, and gradually cleared by the ancient hundreds of people.
As long as Jin Chan successfully apprentices to the saint, he can transform himself from a congenital beast to a congenital soul.
This kind of thing, Wen Jing Tao people do not envy.
Just one title, how important is her teacher.
"Wen Jing... Hmm, I will let you call me Queen Queen next time! Hahahaha!"
Buzz--
...
After the Wenjing Taoists left, the teacher and Li Changshou fell into meditation.
"Eight percent, moving the golden cicada will lead to the two uncles in the west," Master Xuandu frowned slightly. "In this way, you must live longer to kill the golden cicada.
If the Western sages show up, I can still block a file with Tai Chi.
But you have to remember that as soon as Dao Yun, the saint's master, appears, he immediately closes his hand. "
Li Changshou nodded solemnly.
Although at this time he would like to say a word-or not.
But this is the task given by the saint's master. It is impossible for him to enjoy the saint's asylum while paying nothing.
The risks to be undertaken this time are already a necessary condition.
All you can do is to do your best to turn this matter into your own chance...
"Teacher," said Li Changshou, "what level of strength is the Western Sage Master?"
"This," the teacher thought a little, raised his hand and pointed at Fangliang. The trace of Taiji was revealed at the Fangliang, completely covering the place.
Shi Zhengli said: "Taking advantage of this opportunity, I will tell you about the strength of Lord Saint.
When Honghuangtiandi was opened, there was one of the strongest saints in the world, the Great God of Pangu, but the Great God of Pangu accepted the karma of heaven and sacrificed himself to form countless true spirits in the chaotic sea, which evolved into the present wildland.
The Great God of Pangu proved Hunyuan from Chaos. It is the Dao Hunyuan Promise Sage, and it is the only Dao Wuji Sage known to Honghuang.
Today, the teacher and the two uncles, as well as the uncles in the West, are working in this direction..."
Li Changshou couldn't help but be a little strange. Master Xuandu only talked about today's four saints and asked:
"Then, the other two saints..."
"Mo Ji, you listen to me, and you should just say this to you."
The teacher took a sip of tea and said slowly:
"The Great God of Pangu fell behind, and the avenue directly manifested in the first heaven and earth. Six of the strongest between heaven and earth wanted to pursue the strong man in the sage of such a avenue.
The top six also have strengths and weaknesses, Dao Zuhongjun and Mozu Luoshu have the strongest strengths, Zulong and Shifeng are second in strength.
The names of the other two strong men have been wiped out of the avenue. According to the teacher's speculation, it should be the fish of the innate demon that was killed by the Pangu Great God when he opened the sky.
At that time, the three masters of our Daomen practiced soon, and although they had sheltered from the merits, they were inferior to the top six.
When the dragon and the phoenix first robbed, the provoker behind was Luo Zu, the demon ancestor. He took advantage of the resentment of his soul to forcefully capture the spiritual realm of spiritual practice.
After the Dragon and Phoenix Wars ended and the floods shattered, the demon ancestor Luo Sui suddenly exposed his fierce claws, wanting to destroy Honghuang, go back to the avenue, and pursue his chance to become enlightened.
At that time, the ancestors of Daomen who practiced secretly and did not ask about the world stood up and had a big battle with Luo Ai. Eventually Luo Ai was slashed to the present-day Xi Niu He Zhou.
And because of this war, Lingzhou and Lingmai were all shattered because of this great war. Nowadays, Xiniu Hezhou is still made up by Daozu. "
Li Changshou nodded slightly when he heard the words, but such secret stories are not seen in ancient books.
The listener continued:
"When the six masters became holy in ancient times, the two uncles of Western religion borrowed the merits of the heavenly way in a grandiose way, thereby becoming holy.
The most important item in this vision is not the short talk of saving all souls, but the rejuvenation of the West.
The two teachers and uncles in the West are now desperately trying to make the West bigger and stronger, and even do whatever they can to do so, because they owe heaven and earth to cause and effect!
Do you think that it is too much for Western religions to use evil beasts and monster races as a disaster? "
Li Changshou blinked suddenly. Could it be that there was something more excessive?
The teacher smiled and said: "In ancient times, these two uncles, digging the spiritual roots of China, pumping the spirits of thousands of worlds, saw a treasure, found some innate spirits, it was a sentence of "I see you have a destiny with my West" Fate with me in the West', forcibly pass you by.
If the uncle of the third division stood up and shook the four swords of Zhuxianxian, maybe now half of the Xianxianxian are Western friends!
Hahahaha! "
Li Changshou: ...
This is similar to what he knows.
He asked: "Master, is there a big difference in strength between the six saints?"
"This is not much to say. It is related to the strength of the six saints before they became holy, and it is also related to the innate treasures they are in charge of."
The teacher cleared his throat with a smile in his eyes and continued:
"After the last war in ancient times, our ancestors of the Daomen had a chance of sanctification.
I heard from the teacher that Master Daozu could have forcibly broken through Heaven Dao and entered the realm of the saints on Hengyuan Avenue before Heaven Dao fully manifested. But when Dao Zu did that, the flood would quickly collapse...
It was the ancestor of the Taoist ancestor who abandoned the position of the saint on the Hunyuan Avenue, perfected the heavenly path with his jade dish, gradually integrated himself into the heavenly path, complemented the deficiencies of the heavenly path, and protected the vast world and the three thousand worlds.
Therefore, Master Daozu is both a saint and a non-sage, and can be called a heavenly saint, the most special.
The six sage masters are all disciples of the Taoist ancestors, but the two teachers and uncles in the West are named disciples.
In ancient times, the ancestors of the Dao ancestors divided the Hongqi and Ziqi in the Zixiao Palace. This was the opportunity for sanctification. At that time, the closest to the realm of the saints in the avenue was us... cough, my teacher.
The teacher didn't want to melt that ray of purple, but if he wanted to become a saint on the road, he would have to break through the barriers of the heavenly path, that is, confront the Taoist ancestor.
In desperation, the teacher had no choice but to melt the Hongmeng and Ziqi at the right time, and he became a saint.
Because of this, the teacher is hardly restrained by heaven, but he can do whatever he wants.
Compared with the teacher, the uncle of the second and third uncles are similar, and are slightly weaker than the teacher, so they are not deeply constrained by heaven.
After all, there are great merits.
Western teachers and uncles should have the same level as the two uncles.
However, the Uncle Master has no killing treasures like the Four Swords of the Immortal Swords and Pangu Stream, and no body protectors like the Taiji Figures and Xuanhuang Tower, so his strength is weak.
The Virgin has a red hydrangea, and the sage will be injured when he encounters it, and Da Luo will die when he wipes it. Although the Virgin is more sanctified by virtue, the overall strength is only half the chip compared to the uncle.
There is also a prospective uncle..."
Li Changshou hurriedly said: "If we encounter the saint lord this time, I am afraid this is the one."
The teacher groaned a few times and said, "Well, Uncle Qunti’s Qi Miao Baoshu is also unique~EbookFREE.me~ But... don’t be afraid, just let go and do it."
Li Changshou's heart suddenly had a score.
This time, it seems that it's time again to test your time to escape...
...
At the same time, the East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Ao Yi, who had just returned to this place, did not delay for a moment. He returned the soldiers and horses and hurried back to his palace.
He dropped his armor, waved his maid back, walked to the desk in the corner where the whole jade was carved, and slowly spread out the scroll in his hand.
This……
this is!
"Uh, "Wan Zi Jing"? Anonymous?"
Ao Yi blinked, holding a try mentality, and began to concentrate on reading.